Amid all the tentacle porn and revealing costumes, the anime convention is a hotbed of friskiness. Could it be the perfect place for an unshaven man in a backwards sweater to find anime romance?
Play it cool, Dave. Just saunter up and stare blankly. Let her make the first move. Hmm, she doesn't seem to be going for it. Well, okay, there are plenty of fish in the sea…
Holy shit, she's got her arm around me. Just gotta stand perfectly still so I don't scare her away… Oh, fine, she was just in it for the photo opportunity. I won't lie, I'm a little bit heartbroken, but I'm sure I'll find someone to share my anime experience with.
Is it my imagination, or is this girl kind of checking me out? And… wait a minute… she's not wearing any pants. Jackpot! Just be cool. Girl with no pants right next to me. What do I do? What does "Glomp" mean? Come on, Dave, don't mess this one up…
Ferguson's long arm of the law laments the latest cutback.
Simply put, if I had Johnny Manziel’s physical gifts, you better believe I would be there in the Weight Room, getting to bed early, doing whatever I had to do to be the best possible athlete I could be. I wouldn't be posting on social media about sucking titties. I wouldn't even look at a titty, buddy. I'd look at a titty and see two big footballs.
Expendable? You must be joking.
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